A Peregrinator Thread.

[Peregrinator]

Where I grew up, this sort of thing is reserved for movies. And by movies I mean the black and white variety where men wore dress shoes going to the corner store for milk instead of sneakers.

Everything's about black and white with you. Heh.

I know what you mean. It wasn't until I moved to NH and within two weeks the post office guy knew me by my first name that I realized this stuff actually happens. And the common wisdom is true; it takes about three years before you really feel like you belong to the town.

I wore Bean boots. It's sloppy and muddy 'round here.

 

[girlsmiley]

Where I grew up, this sort of thing is reserved for movies. And by movies I mean the black and white variety where men wore dress shoes going to the corner store for milk instead of sneakers.

Perg's town life sounds a lot like my own. Ah, Sydney...

I met a lovely bloke and this is what he told me:

Mate - Ok Smiley. So you're new in town. What's the first thing you do when you're new in town?

Me - Um, I don't know.

Mate - You go to the local pub and you have a beer. Ok?

Me - Ok.

I kinda know everyone now. Some better than others obviously but it's good, you know? It's good to have mates. Help each other out and stuff. Be there for one another. Like one big (disfunctional at times) family.

And I know all about small town gossip, Perg.
That's why I only share certain things with my "good" mates. Like you.

 

[Peregrinator]

Perg's town life sounds a lot like my own. Ah, Sydney...

I met a lovely bloke and this is what he told me:

Mate - Ok Smiley. So you're new in town. What's the first thing you do when you're new in town?

Me - Um, I don't know.

Mate - You go to the local pub and you have a beer. Ok?

Me - Ok.

I kinda know everyone now. Some better than others obviously but it's good, you know? It's good to have mates. Help each other out and stuff. Be there for one another. Like one big (disfunctional at times) family.

And I know all about small town gossip, Perg.
That's why I only share certain things with my "good" mates. Like you.

I'm flattered. But surely you don't mean you're not "out" in your home town?

 

[girlsmiley]

I'm flattered. But surely you don't mean you're not "out" in your home town?

No, I've lived in the gay capital a while now. Going on 10 years.

 

[SexyWench]

5th bedroom? Surely not a new wenchlet?

Me? Meh, my bits are everywhere. Let's see some beautiful and rare ones. Or even better, fresh flesh.

No, this baby machine is closed! I'm too old!
AND the 2 wenchlets I have are enough, especially now that they're teens lol!



As for small towns, I guess mine qualify
everything runs on a slower pace here

I know my neighbours
by their dogs' name
not their parents though
and they recognize me by puppy's name

 

[sigh]

We still had a mom and pop grocery at the end of our block when I was a little girl. Penny candy cost nickles and dimes, but they still sold it out of glass jars, in little paper bags with a winking eye on the front.

Shopping there was like visiting your grandma and grandpa. They were so sweet. When they finally grew too old to keep it going, it was hard to see them close up the shop.

We also had a local dairy that delivered milk to the door twice a week in glass bottles with peel-off paper/foil caps. In the winter you had to get them in quick or they'd freeze and the bottles would break. That stopped after Kroger built a real supermarket in town, and then our milk came in plastic gallon jugs instead.

I like where I live now, but it's nothing at all like where I grew up.

 

[Peregrinator]

No, I've lived in the gay capital a while now. Going on 10 years.

One of the things I like about gay meccas is the air of permissiveness and friendliness in most of them.

No, this baby machine is closed! I'm too old!
AND the 2 wenchlets I have are enough, especially now that they're teens lol!



As for small towns, I guess mine qualify
everything runs on a slower pace here

I know my neighbours
by their dogs' name
not their parents though
and they recognize me by puppy's name

That's what I thought.

A lot more people here know my in-laws or their dog more than they know me.

We still had a mom and pop grocery at the end of our block when I was a little girl. Penny candy cost nickles and dimes, but they still sold it out of glass jars, in little paper bags with a winking eye on the front.

Shopping there was like visiting your grandma and grandpa. They were so sweet. When they finally grew too old to keep it going, it was hard to see them close up the shop.

We also had a local dairy that delivered milk to the door twice a week in glass bottles with peel-off paper/foil caps. In the winter you had to get them in quick or they'd freeze and the bottles would break. That stopped after Kroger built a real supermarket in town, and then our milk came in plastic gallon jugs instead.

I like where I live now, but it's nothing at all like where I grew up.

Some of that is still true here. Our local pharmacy doesn't ask me for ID any more...they say hello by my first name. Dunno if we could get fresh milk delivered. We don't really drink milk.

 

[remy_lebeau8]

One of the things I like about gay meccas is the air of permissiveness and friendliness in most of them.

That's what I thought.

A lot more people here know my in-laws or their dog more than they know me.


Some of that is still true here. Our local pharmacy doesn't ask me for ID any more...they say hello by my first name. Dunno if we could get fresh milk delivered. We don't really drink milk.

Almond milk? It makes me happy. Regular milk not so much. This year I started eating cerial for the first time in over 10 years. Forgot how good a bowl of fruity pebbles were. That was a good day lol.

 

[Peregrinator]

Almond milk? It makes me happy. Regular milk not so much. This year I started eating cerial for the first time in over 10 years. Forgot how good a bowl of fruity pebbles were. That was a good day lol.

Almond, hemp, soy...I like Kashi Go Lean. Big protein bomb first thing in the morning. Sometimes I use Greek yogurt instead of milk.

 

[remy_lebeau8]

Almond, hemp, soy...I like Kashi Go Lean. Big protein bomb first thing in the morning. Sometimes I use Greek yogurt instead of milk.

I've only tried almond thus far. I work with a bodybuilder who swears by rice milk. I might have to try it. I can't do yogurt. Lactose and I are no longer on speaking terms. I try to limit my dairy intake to twice a week. Keeps me happy.

Edit

Perg I got the original mainspring for that old french musket this past weekend. The guy I bought the gun from had sent the spring out for repair. I hope to have it back to firing condition this weekend.

 

[Peregrinator]

I've only tried almond thus far. I work with a bodybuilder who swears by rice milk. I might have to try it. I can't do yogurt. Lactose and I are no longer on speaking terms. I try to limit my dairy intake to twice a week. Keeps me happy.

Edit

Perg I got the original mainspring for that old french musket this past weekend. The guy I bought the gun from had sent the spring out for repair. I hope to have it back to firing condition this weekend.

The others are all good as well. I've been saying for a long time that milk is the perfect food...if you happen to be a baby cow.

I saw you posted that and forgot to comment. That's awesome. Let me know how she shoots. I've never fired a muzzle loader or a black powder anything.

 

[remy_lebeau8]

The others are all good as well. I've been saying for a long time that milk is the perfect food...if you happen to be a baby cow.

I saw you posted that and forgot to comment. That's awesome. Let me know how she shoots. I've never fired a muzzle loader or a black powder anything.

I will. Still gotta remove and replace the nipple. Its seized on and cracked. Might have to lop off another Inch off the barrel.

Black powder makes me smile.

 

[silver gurl]

Almond, hemp, soy...I like Kashi Go Lean. Big protein bomb first thing in the morning. Sometimes I use Greek yogurt instead of milk.

Or coconut milk. I am gearing up for an AIP diet. Nuts, fruits, veggies. Although I know I will crave my bread, but I need to give the auto immune diet a try. Love Kashi but that is also out.

 

[glynndah]

Hi, Perg!

 

[Peregrinator]

I will. Still gotta remove and replace the nipple. Its seized on and cracked. Might have to lop off another Inch off the barrel.

Black powder makes me smile.

I never thought of that. You can just chop the barrel if you have breech issues. Huh.

Or coconut milk. I am gearing up for an AIP diet. Nuts, fruits, veggies. Although I know I will crave my bread, but I need to give the auto immune diet a try. Love Kashi but that is also out.

I'd add fish to all that rabbit food. The oils will do you good.

Hi, Perg!

Hi, lilwitch. How's the magical glittergirl tonight?

 

[neci]

"the country girls"

 

[McKenna]

We still had a mom and pop grocery at the end of our block when I was a little girl. Penny candy cost nickles and dimes, but they still sold it out of glass jars, in little paper bags with a winking eye on the front.

Shopping there was like visiting your grandma and grandpa. They were so sweet. When they finally grew too old to keep it going, it was hard to see them close up the shop.

We also had a local dairy that delivered milk to the door twice a week in glass bottles with peel-off paper/foil caps. In the winter you had to get them in quick or they'd freeze and the bottles would break. That stopped after Kroger built a real supermarket in town, and then our milk came in plastic gallon jugs instead.

I like where I live now, but it's nothing at all like where I grew up.

OMG. We grew up in the same town, you know, just ... in a different place.

When I was very young, we had a milk cow. Fresh milk, butter, and cream! I can remember spooning thick, gloppy cream onto my Wheaties in the morning. Nothing in the world like the cream skimmed off a fresh batch of milk.

Later, after the cow died, we got our milk delivered in big, glass, one-gallon jars. I still remember my mom making butter from that fresh milk.

I hated the taste of "grocery store" milk. Still do, except I've found the organic milk tastes more like I remember milk is supposed to taste, so I splurge for the organic. To this day, I still drink milk with dinner.

My son will never know these things, but that's OK. Like you, I like where I live. It's nothing like where I grew up, but it's not bad. Besides, I'll teach him the things I learned, because really, who couldn't do with a few homestead survival skills?!



In case anyone reading this gives a damn, I'm not even 40. I grew up in Wyoming. Yeah, it's still like that there.

 

[glynndah]

Hi, lilwitch. How's the magical glittergirl tonight?

I am doing pretty good. Waiting for spring, but I think we're all doing that. Winter has lasted much too long this year.

 

[Peregrinator]

"the country girls"

Blurk?

I am doing pretty good. Waiting for spring, but I think we're all doing that. Winter has lasted much too long this year.

I haven't had enough yet. I want one more decent XC ski day. But I'm also ready for the spring critter sightings, too, babies wandering around looking doofy and such.

 

[JamieJ424]

After a life of west coast city and suburban living, we moved to a small eastern town 6 years ago when Mrs. J424 got a job out here in New England. I thought I'd be bored, but it's a great way to live, and the people out here really get a bum rap for being unfriendly. They're nice and welcoming.

it is funny about the gossip though. It always seems like it comes from the same kinds of people. tend to avoid them anyway.

Small town life: I walked into town for the mail and halfway ran into our local jeweler, with whom I'm on a first name basis. We chatted and strolled along. He's just been made chair of some committee to bring more business to the town. Two people who work at the PO greeted me by name. Stopped in both bookstores, where we have those frequent flyer accounts. Was asked both times how my in-laws are doing. Then on the way home, ran into my next-dog-neighbor and his person in the park. Stopped for a bit and met a woman I'd known by name who was also there, waiting for her husband at the barber. Offered her and her dog a ride to the barber...which offer was met with not even a shred of suspicion or caution, but rather a sort of good-natured lack of surprise at such simple generosity, as though it were the baseline in a place like this. Which it is.

 

[kbate]

Here in my town, you don't exist unless you are a 4th generation resident or own more than 200 acres.

I guess some of the newcomers are OK, but they don't interact with the old families.

 

[kbate]

Hunting closed yesterday with a windy miserable hunt. . .
shoes come off on Monday and hunter rest period begins.

Now it's Steeplechase season! Whee!



This should have been an isolated blurt, not a peregrinator blurt.

 

[girlsmiley]

Here in my town, you don't exist unless you are a 4th generation resident or own more than 200 acres.

I guess some of the newcomers are OK, but they don't interact with the old families.

I bought some land.

I don't feel any different.

Surfs up.

 

[kbate]

I bought some land.

I don't feel any different.

Surfs up.

See, but your great great great grandchildren will feel different because they will be the establishment and not the usurpers.

 

[Sean]

Hunting closed yesterday with a windy miserable hunt. . .
shoes come off on Monday and hunter rest period begins.

Now it's Steeplechase season! Whee!



This should have been an isolated blurt, not a peregrinator blurt.

Give me a tip for the National.